As soon as Leng San woke up in the middle of an unknown forest, he became stupefied. His grandfather, his Leng Clan, and the clan’s enemy, the Asuras, that were fighting against each other were all gone. Moreover, once he circulated qi in his body, he found that his qi was decreased to the first level of the violet stage, which was the lowest level! At the moment, Leng San was no different from an ordinary boy. without qi, he was extremely in despair.



As Leng San was the only hope of the Leng Clan, his grandfather had to send him through time to 1,500 years in the future, in order to completely escape from the pursuing of the Asuras. If the grandfather did not decrease Leng San’s qi to the lowest level, he might not be able to time travel and eventually get killed.



Leng San must practice his skills to be stronger, to eradicate the Asuras and restore Leng Clan again. A new life awaited for Leng San at the end of the tunnel, he must do this!

Leng San: the Divine Draconic Demon

The forty core disciples sent evil glances at the man wearing a fox mask, but no one dared to underestimate him because the other person's abilities could not be estimated. They only knew from the tone of the fox-masked man that he was definitely only a minor younger than twenty years old.


“I don't know how great you think you are, but for the record, you only beat lowly outer disciples yesterday. They were nothing like these forty core disciples of the strongest party in the capital!! If you wish to ask for mercy, do it now!!” Wu Yan said with a smile.


“Oi, stop with the talking already. If you want to be beaten too, then line up and come in,” the fox-masked man replied without hesitation. The reaction provoked the anger of the other party even further.


Wu Yan clenched his fist tightly before clamoring… “Go!!”


Open the Mask